Posted on 04/28/2006 3:59:06 PM PDT by pcottraux
Hello, hello, hello, everybody!!! Welcome to this weeks awesomely spectacular SINGLES THREAD (so awesome, I had to capitalize it), hosted by pcottraux and ilovew!!!
But enough chit chat. Lets start tripping the light fantastic!!!
Of course, without a few tunes going on, dancing would just be a bad a cappella rip off.
Do the Monkey With Me!
Come on!!!
And now to get the ball rolling:
Hey, how'd you like to watch the show in 3-D, sweet thing?
Say there, pretty air mama, didn't you see me in your dreams last night?
Hey babearilla, that a pretty eensie-weensie, teeny-weenie polka-dot thingy you got going there.
Come and get it, ladies. I'm yours for the takin'!
Hey there, cutie pants!
Hey all you hot mamas. Wanna talk to a steamin' hunk of cyber fella?
Hey there, cutie pants. Am I as studly as the Statue of David, or what?
Oh, baby! I'm going to make your dreams come true!
Hya! Dreamy hunk, right here!
You wanna frisk me?
Wanna get lost with me (whoosh)?
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, let's roll in the hay.
I'm gonna say, 'Hey hot mama, wanna go back to my place for a game of Twister?
Lady: "How many times do I have to tell you I have a boyfriend?!" Johnny: "Well, you look like the kind of girl that could use two."
I bet your name's Mickey, 'cause you're so fine. You're so fine...
Hey there, foxy hygiene girl. (whoosh) I love a babe with minty breath.
All right. I guess that makes me the object of desire, huh baby?
Johnny: "Excuse me, miss." Lady: "(gasp!)" Johnny: "How'd you like to paint the town red with a happenin' hipster?"
Pardon me, hot sexy mama. If you'd please to take a look at my, (whoosh) Hya, studly bod, (whoosh), then I may have the pleasure of you wanting to be my number-one main squeeze.
Hey there, miss. I'm Johnny B. Wanna spend the day with me?
Whoa. Man, you're pretty!
Hey there, Spanish seniorita. Sprechen se love?
Hey there, smart mama.
You smell kinda pretty. Wanna smell me?
Say, how 'bout you and me sharin' a soda right now?
You're steamin' baby! You too. And you. And you, pretty man. Oh man, time flies when you're having fun.
Hello, teen hotline. You're boyfriend left ya'? Why, what are you wearin'?
Wanna do the monkey with me?
So, are we having fun yet? What am I saying of course we are!!!
AND THE FUN IS JUST GETTING STARTED!!!
Lets make it a weekend to remember!!!
And ready, willing and able too.
Are you going to come out and play with us tonight?
Great pics from D.C.
Looks like everyone really enjoyed themselves.
Did you see anyone famous (or infamous)?
Couldn't, had to clean up a yard on my house I'm trying to get sold. Now that that's done the day is over lol.
Well, as usual, they had to be sent to their rooms!
sigh!
:-)
Well, at least you don't have to wear any bad shirts. My very first job ever was at Chick-fil-A. The uniform we had when I started working there was pleated (blech!!) navy blue pants with a shirt that was red in the middle with one dark green sleeve and one navy sleeve. During homecoming week at my high school, we had tacky day. Everyone that worked at Chick-fil-A and went to that school wore that shirt for tacky day. It was THE worst uniform I've ever had to wear.
I've got an old Air Force buddy living in Montana. He was in Great Falls but I think he moved.
Where are you?
Working early tomorrow?
I had a great day today doing my favorite thing.
How was your day?
Oh great!
Did you get on TV by any chance?
Your luck is really due to change for the better.
I know you are going to hang tough.
I doubt it. NO Media people I know of would cover what we were putting out there, which was basically the bias, incompetency, lies etc of the Media. When you see the signs you will see why they wanted to avoid us & why it would NOT get covered.
WOW!!! GREAT PHOTOS!!!!!!!!!
ACK!!! I just messed up my left big toenail and have to do it over. GGRRRRRRRRRRRR!
StOp wItH tHe DoOmSdAy StUFf!!!!!!!!
My first job was in a gas station in 1967 for 85 cents an hour. Cleared about $20 a week.
Nice money in those days for a kid. Pop was a dime, candy bars were a nickle and gas was about 30 cents a gallon. Cigarettes were 35 cents a pack.
A six pack of beer was about $1.20. You could get a bottle of wine for less than a dollar.
Well, at least you didn't have to wear the cow suit.
The sands of time are running out!
BWAAAAHAAAHAAAHAAA!
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